Chapter 91

Ran Yan and his servants gathered in the room and chatted all afternoon until the little nun came to deliver dinner.

After finishing the dinner, ran Yan sent them all to bed early. Ran Yan lay on the couch for a long time. Gelan is a smart woman, not as emotional as Xing Niang, nor as careless as Wanlv. It can be predicted that sooner or later she will find this body, which is not the soul.

Ran Yan doesn't want to have mutual suspicion with such a loyal person, so she plans to tell Ge Lan the truth. If she can accept it, she will continue to stay. If she can't accept it, ran Yan will give her a proper arrangement, and the worst plan is nothing more than being exposed. Ran Yan doesn't often do such gambling things, but there are always one or two things on the road of life that have no choice. Sometimes we have to gamble.

But today doesn't seem like a good time. Ran Yan, wearing only a plain white tunic and carrying a lantern, went to the porch, looked at the side room which had been turned off, and sat down on the porch.

It was autumn, and there were fewer mosquitoes than usual on rainy days. Ran Yan gazed at the rain curtain that connected the sky and the ground. A trace of melancholy grew in her heart. All kinds of things in the past life were like clouds and smoke, which became a dream for her. Every time she woke up in a dream, she felt very lonely in a strange world.

Ran Yan was staring at his weak hands with the faint light of the lantern. The former hands dissected a thousand corpses. They are not as delicate as they are now.

I don't know how long, the corridor sounded a light footsteps, ran Yan looked up to see Ge Lan holding a satin in his hand, was coming towards her.

Ge Lan sat down beside her and spread out the satin to ran Yan. She looked at her suspiciously, as if asking: why does the lady not sleep?

"Can't sleep, can't you sleep?" Ran Yan asked.

Ge Lan smiles and nods.

"Talk about it." Ran Yan said.

Ge Lan nodded, got up and went into the house in a hurry and took the paper, the pen and the inkstone.

When she sat down, ran Yan said, "if you have anything, just ask."

Ge Lan was slightly surprised. Her clear spring like eyes had a certain emotion flowing quietly. She looked at ran Yan for a moment. She hung her eyes and laid the paper on the ground. Holding the pen, she wrote: the maid thinks that the lady is both familiar and strange, but she has suffered a lot in the past two years?

Ran Yan takes a look at the contents of the paper and knows that Gelan is still just wondering and guessing. She is closely connected with ran Yan before. If she gets along with her for a period of time, this kind of doubt will certainly be deeper.

"I have suffered a lot, and I was so ill in June this year that I couldn't afford it." Ran Yan said slowly, her quiet eyes looked at her, "do you believe that people have souls?"

Ge Lan's expression froze, and her pale face suddenly turned pale. She stared at ran Yan in disbelief, as if she wanted to see her soul through these calm eyes.

As if recognizing for a long time, Ge Lan shook her hands and spread out the paper in a hurry, and wrote on it: is she gone?

Ran Yan looks at Ge Lan and writes these three words tremblingly. With only two ambiguous words, she can guess the truth. Ge Lan's intelligence is still above her imagination. Ran Yan is obviously half right in this frank conversation.

"Yes, she died in early June. And I was born into this body. " When ran Yan said this, he suddenly felt a sigh of relief. Maybe he had died once, so he only wanted peace of mind, but he didn't care about the result.

Ge Lan's hand holding the pen is frozen in the air. A drop of ink from the pen tip drips down on the paper, which turns into a black flower. Then, a drop or two drops of water splashed on the paper, and the song's blue and dumb voice sounded, especially harsh in the quiet rainy night.

Ran Yan looked at her thin body curled up into a ball, buried her face in her legs, and her shoulders kept shaking. She seemed so heartbroken.

It can be understood that in addition to her deep feelings, she sacrificed her own life for that ran Yan's survival. Just when she was glad that she was lucky enough to survive and see her former wife again, she found that she had suffered two years of sin in vain. The man had already died!

Great joy, suddenly turned into grief, how can not cry. Ran Yan felt that she was ruthless, but she cut through the mess quickly, and the long pain was better than the short pain. She did not know whether it was good or bad for Gelan, and she did not know whether it was good or bad for her. This is just her consistent work style.

Ge Lan cried for a long time, until even the dumb voice couldn't make it out. Then she dried her tears, sat straight and solemnly saluted ran Yan.

"I'll tell you the truth. It's up to you to decide whether to stay or not. If you want to expose me, I'll go. But I want to say that I'm not your timid lady, and I'll never accept it." Ran Yan looks at her, word by word.

Ge Lan tightly pursed her lips, drooped her eyes, and laid a new sheet of paper. She thought for a moment and wrote: since it is the will of God that you will continue to live for my wife, I will not blame you, nor will it be harmful to you, but I will ask you to stay with you.

Her pen pause for a moment, and then continue to write: revenge for my wife.

Ge Lan doesn't have to think deeply about how her wife died. The Gao family always tried her best to force her to die. She tried all her tricks and finally let Gao succeed!Since Gelan was sent to Ran's house, her fate has been tied with Ran's legitimate daughter. At the beginning of protecting ran Yan, she is also forced by the situation. Gao is cautious and never believes others easily. Moreover, she is also a smart woman. If she wants to surrender to Gao, Gelan can only be a humble maid forever. If she doesn't hide her clumsiness, she can only be a humble maid by Gao's side When you get the position of the first lady, you will not be able to accommodate her.

Ran Yan is the legitimate daughter of Ran family, and her mother is from Zheng family in Xingyang. It is more promising and easier to support such a noble woman than to live under the Gao family.

These are all later words. The most important thing is that Gelan has been following ran Yan for more than three years when she began to think about the future. Although ran Yan is timid and weak, she does not have the airs of a noble girl in her family. She is very good-natured and believes in her and relies on her. In any way, Golan has no reason to betray.

However, they have been living together for more than ten years. Up to now, Gelan has not protected ran Yan for her own interests. They are called masters and servants. In fact, they are more like sisters.

Ge Lan once again made a big gift to ran Yan and asked to stay.

"Good." Ran Yan's eyes turned to the dark rainy night, and her voice was slightly cool. "How do you deal with Gao's family, I will not hinder you, and I will help you when necessary. This is my reward for borrowing her body. But please remember that I have nothing to do with your wife's death. If one day I find out that you have done something harmful to me, don't blame me for being merciless I am a man who never intrigues with others, but if I want to let the dead die, there is no possibility of living. "

Ge Lan Ding looks at ran Yan's back, and there is a trace of complexity in her eyes. The man in front of her is clearly a lady, but she is not. The woman she knows can't say such confident and firm words.

After a moment's silence, Ge Lan writes down two words on the paper and hands it to ran Yan. Then she gives a respectful salute to ran Yan. She gets up and returns the paper, pen and inkstone to the original place, and then goes into the side room with light steps.

Ran Yan unfolded that piece of paper, the first sentence on it was: you are a man worthy of my respect. The second sentence is: the wife rest early.

Not reverence, but awe. For a person like Gelan, if she can't be loyal to her, and she won't be killed, she will have to suppress her until she is accepted. Ran Yan slightly raised the corner of his lips, put the paper into the lantern and lit it, then took it out. When the light is bright, ran Yan squints his eyes, and there is a cluster of flames in his dark eyes.

The mountain wind picked up the ashes and scattered them in the night rain.

After sitting quietly for a while, ran Yan tightened the satin clothes on her tight body, picked up the lantern and went back to the bedroom.

Ran Yan a foot just stepped into the inner room, immediately sensitive to detect a familiar smell of sweet smell.

It's blood!

She quickly put her feet back, quickly stepped back to the door, just two or three steps, the room came a cold and weak voice, "don't be afraid, it's me."

Ran Yan breathed a sigh of relief and returned again. As soon as she entered the inner room, the smell of blood became more intense and almost filled the whole room. Ran Yan frowned slightly. She could not understand the human body any more. What can form such a bloody smell is bound to shed a lot of blood.

"Why are you hurt again?" Ran Yan's tone was light, lighting the lamp beside the couch. Although I had expected it, I was still shocked by what I saw.

Su Fu's sword, dressed in black, was sitting under the window. All over his body was covered with marks of being scratched by the sword. His whole body was covered with blood. His clothes were attached to his strong body, outlining the shape of every muscle in his birth. There was a pool of blood under his body. There was no big wound on the beautiful and flawless face, but it was pale and frightening, and his blue eyes also lost their luster.

Ran Yan squatted beside him to examine his injuries.

Su Fu suddenly burst into laughter. The laughter was low and dull, but it was very happy. Ran Yan looked up at him in surprise. In his eyes, it was a beautiful smile on his pale pretty face. It was between the dark and the bright, which was dazzling.

Ran Yan frowned, "who hurt you like this?"

Ran Yan can't accept that this perfect body has not been seen by her own eyes. It's a crime to destroy this beautiful person.

"I'm free!" Sufu laughed so hard that some of the wounds that had stopped bleeding were bleeding again.

Ran Yan went out to draw a basin of water, took the medicine box from the corner of the house, quickly untied Sufu's clothes, dipped the white cloth with water, wiped the blood on his body, and poured wine on the wound while wiping it. Soon his upper body was cleaned up. The large wound was disinfected with wine, and then stitched with needle and thread. After cleaning, he applied wound medicine and cut it into strips with clean white cloth Wrap it up.

Then, ran Yan began to take off Su Fu's trousers without thinking about it. The belt loosened, but ran Yan's wrist was tightly held by a big hand. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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